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There ainât nothing better than a Saturday night
Anything can happen under neon lights:
Shave your face, comb your hair, new pair of underwear,
Slicked back, pay check, fresh pack of cigarettes,
Stick with me youâll see, new boots on my feet,
Hair gunk, half drunk feeling like a hundred bucks
Like a hundred bucks
Iâm going downtown and Iâm gonna try my luck
And I ainât going down till the sun comes up:
Barstool, game of pool, try your best to look cool,
Jump back, shot of Jack, drug dealing in the back,
Dance floor, one more, headâs gonna be sore,
Listen honey, hereâs some money, another round and keep them coming
Just keep them coming
Thereâs a pretty little waitress running off her feet
She donât give her number to punks like me
Short skirt, loves to flirt, so pretty it hurts,
Shaking hips, red lips, only in it for the tips,
Nice smile, drive you wild, I wish I wasnât so shy,
I bet sheâs gotta boyfriendâ¦.I donât give a damn
I donât give a damn
Hanging around with them good time friends of mine
When I run outta money they run outta time
Cross-eyed, Iâll buy, just go up and say hi
New keg, rubber legs, baby donât you make me beg,
Wanna dance? No chance, the band butchers Johnny Cash
How come every time Iâm drunk it seems all the ugly people leave?
Where the hell do they go?
Theyâre putting up the chairs I better call me a cab
I mustâve forgotten to pay my tab
Bouncer had a screw loose, covered in tattoos,
Threw me out the front door said, donât come back no more
My eyes are red, Iâm half dead, I called him a meat head
Canât walk, canât talk I hope my door ainât locked.
I hope it ainât locked.
I couldnât find the bed, I couldnât miss the floor
Woke up in the morning in all my clothes
Crawled into bed, sore head, wishing that I was dead
My mouth was like an ash-tray, slept through Sunday
Dreaming about a waitress, wondering where my money went
The phone was ringing off the hook, I gotta apologize to:
The barman, the bouncer and the cab driver,
The waitress, Jesus, I canât remember who else
I called on the telephone at twenty-five to four
Iâm never gonna drink againâ¦.till next weekend
Not until next weekend.